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Well, hey there, y’all! It’s me, Dolly, just ramblin’ on with my sweet ol’ Tennessee twang! So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute—lordy, I ain’t no expert, but I reckon I got thoughts! Now, picture this: I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout that movie *25th Hour*. Spike Lee, bless his heart, gave us Monty—Ed Norton, y’know?—facin’ his last day ‘fore prison. That line, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends,” hits me every dang time. Kinda like life, right? You’re out there, lookin’ for a good time, and bam—some folks just shammin’ ya.

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